The sacred right side of a certain comic

The dignified and furious spell surged out, tearing the door of the presidential suite of the Ritz-Carlton Hotel directly, and the room was like a twelve-level hurricane, and the spell whistled and blew all the things in the room away, turning this place into a garbage dump in an instant.

Princess Alice's face turned pale, her delicate body swayed slightly, although she accepted Roy's power, her physical condition has greatly improved, but as Roy said, her body is not completely cured, and needs follow-up treatment.

Even as the most powerful witch in Europe, Princess Alice's spiritual power is already unusually powerful, but compared with the god killer, the princess's spiritual power is also small.

As the door was torn open, the footsteps outside the house became heavier and clearer, and under the gaze of Roy and Princess Alice, a spirited old man was slowly entering the house from the Yong Road outside the house, and in the Yong Road was full of hotel waiters who had become salt pillars.

The old man has meticulously combed gray hair, wears a long trench coat, a neat and clean shirt and tie in the trench coat, and a pair of white gloves on his hands, no matter how this is an intellectual old gentleman, it will make people think of the word kindness, but only after looking at his light green wolf-like pupils, the heart bursts out with extreme chill and fear.

"Marquis of Voban!"

Princess Alice, whose delicate body was shaken by the marquis's furious spell, spoke in a hoarse voice, her expression was very haggard, faintly afraid, and compared to Roy, the newborn king, the fear that Sacha Deyansdar Woban had brought to the world for two hundred years was more deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Even the famous White Witch is just a dispensable ant in the eyes of the oldest god killer.

Just when Princess Alice felt cold and trembling because of the instinctive fear of her body, a red figure blocked in front of her, and at the same time she felt a warm body, but it was Roy who draped a coat over her thin body, covering all her cool and bare white jade skin.

"In front of strange men, Princess Alice should be reserved, at least dressed, although this strange man is a dying old man. "

Princess Alice's pale little hand grabbed the coat on her body, looking at the red back that protected her behind, her body and mind felt a burst of warmth, and indescribable emotions came out, making her unconsciously raise a smile, even the fear of seeing the ancient demon king disappeared.

Although the boy in front of him is four or five years younger than himself, and he is not even an adult, his broad back is like a warm harbor that shelters from the wind, blocking all the storms in front of him, which makes Alice feel a sense of security that she has never felt before.

She was Princess Alice, the former Speaker of the Council of Sages, and she had always stood in front of her to shield others from the wind and rain, to meet the demon king on the surface alone, and this time she felt the feeling of protection for the first time, something Alexander Gascoigne had never done.

I will protect you, and with me, you don't have to fear an old man who steps into a coffin with half a foot." "

Roy smiled and spoke softly, he raised his left arm to protect Princess Alice behind him, but there was no smile in those strange eyes, but cold and serious.

Strategically despising the enemy, tactically paying attention to the enemy, Roy will not really look down on the Marquis of Voban, although in Roy's opinion, the biggest advantage of the Marquis of Voban is the variety of powers, and he is really less threatening in battle than the Eastern Sect Lord and the Italian Sword King.

This is because no matter how many god killers have powers, there is a limit in quality, and the reason why god killers do not increase spell power also makes the oldest god killer and the new generation of god killers not qualitatively different, but this Marquis of Woban still cannot be underestimated, and in the battle of the same level, the diversity of means also makes Marquis Voban very tricky.

"Heroic feelings, tenderness and sweetness, these are the privileges of young people. "

Marquis Voban's tone was stiff, as if he was reminiscing about the past, but his wolf-like dark eyes were more tyrannical.

He has never been an old man who resigned himself to obedience, but a demon king who played the world and entertained by killing the gods who did not obey.

"My newborn kindred, I don't say anything about your behavior, all god killers have their own personalities, but as an old man who will do what you say and do, I still want to give you an elder's notice, too much affection is not a good thing, you can protect the girl behind you, you protect the two little girls you sent out to capture witches." "

Roy's brows furrowed, remembering that Marquis Voban seemed to have a power related to the dead, resurrecting humans he had killed with his own hands, imprisoning their souls as his faithful servants, and maintaining his former strength.

This power is not very useful when fighting other god killers and disobedient gods, but it is simply impeccable in the face of ordinary magicians and knights, and he knows that it is Erica and Liliana who the Marquis of Warban said captured witches, and this marquis has probably used this power to send his own servants to intercept it.

Roy is not worried about the safety of Erica and Liliana, those two girls are also geniuses of the "Bronze Black Cross" and "Bronze Black Cross" generation anyway, let them face the god killer and the god of disobedience alone, but just some resurrected servants, even if they can't defeat, they can definitely escape.

It's just that if the witch is caught by the Marquis of Woban, it will be more troublesome to take it back from the Marquis.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that one of my servants, Clanichar, had such an excellent granddaughter as a witch, to the point that I didn't pay enough attention to him in the past, no matter what, I still have to thank your junior for your help, because because of you, let the body of the little girl behind you heal, and the ceremony that I still need two years to complete can now be held in advance." "

“...... But ah, junior, you are too greedy, and if you arbitrarily requisition the things of your elders without asking for yourself, you must be prepared to bear the price!"

Although the voice of the Marquis of Warban was cold and arrogant, he did not underestimate Roy, and those who could become god killers were not mortals, and he suffered at the hands of Salvatore Tony two years ago.

'Liliana's grandfather turned out to be one of the servants of the Marquis of Voban...'

Roy heard this information for the first time, but he was not surprised, no matter how well-known a big family and strong man in the magic world, he could only become a servant in front of the god killer.

"Marquis, for those of us who have achieved great deeds by killing the gods, the contest of words is meaningless, and in the end, we must see the truth under our hands. "

Roy's heavy pupils looked at the wolf-like fierce eyes of the Marquis of Warban, and let his face reflect in the pupils of the Marquis of Warban, which was the opportunity for one of his powers to activate.

Well said, young fellow tribesman, it seems that you are not a pedantic person, and from this point of view, I would like to applaud you!"

The Marquis of Voban burst out laughing, his laughter as cold as a bell, and the walls around the room rumbled loudly.

And at this time, Roy showed the Marquis of Voban what it means to strike first -

At the moment when the marquis's laughter fell, Roy directly activated his power - "See the Face of God"!